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Canine 875yo Male, Short & Thin Immigrant 44 posts 0 Honor 98 ☪ Scamander
#1

Quiet was the night in the garden of eden, this realm which had faced many terrors, and yet, remained eternal, a grace most divine in its waking hours. Only time would whisper of the truth in fate, the glean of the silver thread that bound all things together. Even here, in this breathing giant, mortality was fleeting, a curse only bound to the young and fragile. The trees still grew grand in their goverance, a symphony of movement, subtle and constant, both comforting and profound. A steadfast guardian, a familiar face where all else had begun to change. Whether the future would weave a story anew, or fade to ash in a repeat of pride and greed, only time would tell. Yet, Aulë would not allow the weight of uncertainty, of fear, shroud his being into sombre thoughts that would turn even serenity sour. 


His path had wound through living canvas, his dance a silent art, until, he was drawn east, a errant spirit cast by the lull of tide and moon. It was always here, that he could take heart of the abrupt end of Ourania, of her great shores casting off into the deep, just one more land caught in the embrace of water and darkness. Here, where the secret depths of the unknown unfurled its tale even here, on the worlds surface, he could sit, and listen to the songs, attempting to decipher the derelict passions of an element that had never had a pull upon him. He who had always peered down, had never captured a glimpse of what elluded them in the calm, in the haze of deep waters where leviathans and transient souls ventured, emerging anew seaons later. 


Aulë, was a child of the sky, of the melody vast and clear, foreign and alike. It was not his nature, to come to the sea, to listen to its serenade and yearn for distant lands. Yet, he could love what it entailed, what its vast bounty meant to the people of the world. Devout to understanding, the star laid upon the earth at its edge, the sloping hills of the trees turning to the tawny expanse of sand and rock, his toes kissing that which was earth and that which was ocean, two worlds, vastly different, and yet, always touching. A tranquil harmony.

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Canine 22yo Female, Short & Thin Native 10 posts 0 Honor 45 ☪ XIII
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Much unlike Eden's new guest, Ravka had never found there to be much harmony in the sea. Instead of soothing, she was wild and endless, and instead of loving, she mounted the shoreline with a volatile desire to be one, digging caverns in its precious earth and crashing with violent waves against its shorelines. It was such, that as she lay by its edges, Ravka truly felt one with the beast before her, greedily inhaling the salt through her nostrils as her tail shifted up and down with the movement of the water.

Comparatively, she couldn't blame another soul for trying to unearth its wild beauty, even if it impeded on her desire to be alone. Meeting Taggard had been draining enough, even if she got a free meal out of it, and she decidedly studied the new male from a safe distance, cyan-silvery eyes trailing skin that seemed almost like a canvas for the galaxy to shift and explore down on earth. Shining alluringly in the night, he was small, but explosive all the same, soft feathers contrasting the nebula that appeared to burst from his lower back, leading into a long silky tail that left the earthen girl with a tinge of jealousy. 

Nevertheless she focused her gaze back on the sea, still preferring its feral beauty over something she could never reach anyway. Or so she told herself.


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Canine 875yo Male, Short & Thin Immigrant 44 posts 0 Honor 98 ☪ Scamander
#3

By the grace of Artemis' rule, the ocean cast a shroud of oblivion, a mirror to the sky above. It cradled the void, embracing it for what it truly was, and for a long while, Aulë had believed that perhaps the sea was a glimpse of the gentle darkness here on earth. All things were embraced by death, a constant companion to a fledgling life, made to illuminate the inner warmth, the spark that appeared so fragile amidst the darkness. Yet, it was just a part of creation, a tiny existence that was precious and fleeting. To see its absence was to appreciate the light all the more, coveting it as that which was most holy and beloved. Vast was the sea, but there were such great awnings of nothingness there, open waters with not a whisper, the waters still, a pulse of life a ripple that faded off for miles. It was only here, at the shore, where the depths came to meet the land, that its true power showed, crying in triumph for meeting its equal.


Aulës' fur laid dark upon his breast, beaded with gems of water, and each sigh of the parched breeze left his body quaking in the nightly chill. Yet, he could not back away, not yet, listening to the roll and hum of the waters, watching as the white caps rose as ghosts in the dark, bleached beneath the light of the moon that drew ever higher into the sky, hung as a totem to the spirits that thrived in this hidden world. It was his intent in the feeling, the all consuming allure to the unknown, that caught her silhouette on the edge of darkness. A shadow, haloed by seams of light, swaying with the dance of the tide. Their voice had not joined in the procession of sounds, and for a moment, Aulë questioned leaving them to their silence.


But he could feel their attentions, a fleeting awareness of eyes in the deep, however bare their touch was. A star who had watched the world from afar for so long, it was a familiar distance, one that had ached and filled him with a want of that just beyond his grasp. The world was full of many souls, beings with unique desires, unique needs, and even now, he was still learning what it meant to be alive. His tail floated upon the seafoam and waves, drawn out to the depths, only to curl lovingly upon the shore. "What is it like, to live amongst the waves? Have you found your world changing, like ours has?"

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Canine 22yo Female, Short & Thin Native 10 posts 0 Honor 45 ☪ XIII
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It was an inevitability.

Closeness meant to indulge in conversation, or so it was for the common wolf and equine the beachgoer ran into, and while there was disappointment in that notion she couldn't help but feel curious for the creature beside her all the same - a man that fell from the heavens only to be found here, entertaining a girl birthed from the seas.

Nevertheless, the woman's words were still laced with their usual coolness, distant and ultimately cold in nature. "The sea doesn't care for our mortal bickering, nor will she change to accompany it." She stated matter-of-factly, eyes still trained on the incoming waves as if they would somehow back up the statement. "And you, fallen star, did they cast you from the heavens for shining too bright?" Looking over then, someone unbeknownst to her ways might find there to be unkindness in the words, though she would protest it to be nothing but innocent curiosity.



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Canine 875yo Male, Short & Thin Immigrant 44 posts 0 Honor 98 ☪ Scamander
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Blessed by the sea, given her strength, her resolve, she was a daughter of this place where he was but a stranger. So different was their nature, sky and water, meeting only for the most fleeting of moments, there upon the horizon, bleeding an infinite amount of colors, all the hues of creation. They were never meant to reside in a place together, forever seperate, and yet, Aulë found his awe even now drawn to the depths, a world so different from the land he had come to know. What stories could be shared, there where his eyes could not venture, where only his ears could catch the haunting melodies of sirens amongst the waves. Once, the waters of the world had reached up to claim him, embracing his fire and stealing it away, leaving nothing more then a wolf who was neither truly corpeal, or ethereal. He had not feared the darkness than, so familiar was he to the vastness of space, of that infinite distance from one star to the next. Yet, he had not remained, for the voice of the sea... it had never met him when he gazed down.


The had changed, this he knew. Perhaps not as swiftly as the hills and mountains that rose above her shores, yet, all the same, the story of the world was in constant flux. Nothing was meant to remain the same, always telling a new story, a new way. It was the way of life, of death, a lull and rise as the waves upon the shore. There were few, who could remember that great expanse, so long ago, cruel and unforgiving, accepting no life at all, until at last, it gave just a little bit. "Maybe not for us."


"I chose to make the fall." He looked high, his crown dipping back as lilac eyes sought that place in the canvas of the sky, jewels casting their light, so far away, forever beyond his grasp. He did not along himself to linger on the uncertainty, only, looking back to her, to the being pulled by the waters, seeming to float with a foreign dance at each turn of the tide. "I wanted to be part of this world. To live in this one lifetime, rather then to spend all the ages of time in regret."

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Canine 22yo Female, Short & Thin Native 10 posts 0 Honor 45 ☪ XIII
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He chose this life.

It was an absurd notion, and Ravka found herself taken aback by the admission, silvery eyes portraying a soft tinge of disbelief as her body shifted gently in the sand. "And is it all you dreamed it would be?" Following his gaze to the skies briefly, the dark girl found herself disinterested rather quickly, preferring to focus on the supernova just a few feet away from her. "The destruction, the stench of death. Are you enjoying it?" It was a clear jab, words cruel but tone somewhat lighthearted. 

Ravka had never been much for small talk, but there was something intriguing about a wolf descending from the eternal stars above, to the realm of mortal suffering and all the ugly emotions that came with it. Greed, envy, wrath .. desire. Perhaps they were the same in that respect, above all wanting to feel, ever curious about those around them. 

It was such that the young wolf decidedly took the opportunity to try and influence the starwalker, honing in on the distant memory of sadness in an attempt to recreate it in his mind, trying desperately to open the gates to something more intimate. His morals and beliefs, or even his stance on the war would do. 


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Canine 875yo Male, Short & Thin Immigrant 44 posts 0 Honor 98 ☪ Scamander
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Daughter of deep places, of the hidden world with its bounty of primordial memories, that place where all things had come, daring to step upon the shores as voyagers from a derelict realm. Perhaps, there had been lives that begun in the vast emptiness of oblivion, there where so many infinite directions spanned out, a dizzying display of just how uncertain anyone truly was of the majesty of creation. There were worlds he had seen, stories spoken of in words he could not share with them, yet, they all believed in the divine, gazing high into the heavens, mapping their with the aid of the shining lanterns of a symphony of light. They yearned so much to know more, to uncover those secrets of that place where shadow concealed its truths, of the dark side of the moon, the mystery of life, oh who and why. So many questions, many of which they would never find the answer. So often they looked up, Aulë found they had fallen out of love with the gift that had been bestowed. 


That emotion sat heavy in his heart, and it wasn't long before it began to take root, creeping into the hidden places in his heart, clutching and squeezing until he turned away, unable to bear the choking pain. But... he eyes set upon her, and the Eldar soul smiled. There was compassion there, its edges tattered with that bitter sorrow, yet, it gave a startling contrast to that unconditional love. "Life, is but the first step, in a long journey we all must make. Death is part of it. Stars live for millenia uncounted, time without end, without definition, but... even they die. Even the sun, so bright and so indomitable will one day go out. Even this world, will one day give its gift back to the cosmos."


Stepping into the water, the gems of water were cold against his fur, but, they told a story that was far more precious to him. "I grieve for each life that comes to an end before its time. I hate this war, for what it does to those who live its torturous song. It had gone on for so long, and so many lives you don't even know, have fallen to it. Perhaps we can end it, or perhaps, it will take away a piece of Ourania, one grain at a time, like the shores on this beach. But, between this moment, and my last, I will live and experience the blessings of living, alongside its grief." Because one could not have what was beautiful about life, without its hardship. And that was perhaps what made it all the more precious.

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